Life and death, destiny and wealth are determined by heaven. Ruyi has known this since she was very young, but it would be a lie to say that she is not worried. She and Long Zu have always been together less and more apart, and the two of them have experienced so many separations until now.
, with so many misunderstandings and pain.
Not even the water of forgetfulness can prevent two people from falling in love again, which shows that the bond between them is extremely deep.
She never wanted anything to happen to him again...
She would rather bear all the serious disasters for him.
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Long Zu rushed into a door. As soon as he stepped in, he was grabbed by the arm.
The person holding him was a middle-aged woman in fancy clothes. She had a red silk flower pinned to her temple and a black mole on the corner of her mouth.
She grinned, and the wrinkles around her eyes opened like spider webs.
"Groom, why are you running around on this big day? I've already paid my respects at the wedding hall, why don't you go to the bridal chamber soon?" Although she is not tall, her hands are quite strong, and her skinny hands tightly clamped Long Zu
He couldn't help but move his arms.
Dragon Ancestor looked back and saw that the door he had just entered had disappeared. He was wearing a red wedding robe, and he was no longer surrounded by crane lanterns and stone walls, but in a courtyard.
The courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and red "Happy" characters were plastered everywhere. A few drunk people also followed and shouted: "Enter the bridal chamber! Enter the bridal chamber!"
Longzu broke free from the middle-aged woman's hand and said, "Who did you call the groom's official? Maybe you recognized the wrong person."
The middle-aged woman was startled for a moment, then put a smile on her face. She showed her big teeth covered with gold and said: "General Qin, you must have drunk too much. Today is your happy day.
You can’t even remember this!”
Several guests laughed loudly and said: "Forgot it is best! You are not the groom, there are many people vying to be the groom. The bride is so beautiful, if you don't go to the bridal chamber, we will go to the bridal chamber for you!"
The middle-aged woman took out a scarf from her sleeve and shooed them away: "Go, go, eat your wine, don't mess around here."
Longzu felt a little confused about the scene, so he asked the middle-aged woman in a low voice: "Who is the bride?"
The woman just thought that the groom was joking, and said: "You love the one you love, why do you need to ask me? Who in the ten miles and eight streets doesn't know that you two are so in love that you are a pair of mandarin ducks. Even I envy you.
I'm so panicked. Hey, if my man is half as considerate as the general, then I'll be content."
Seeing that Long Zu's expression was not right, she lightly slapped her mouth: "Look at me, I've been verbose for so long. Come on, come on, come into the bridal chamber."
Longzu followed her to the front of a newly built large house, pushed the door in, and closed the door behind him.
The room was not too bright, and a vague red light filled the room. The red gauze curtain and candles matched each other.
Sitting beside the bed with a bright red brocade quilt was a pretty bride with her head covered.
This scene seems familiar. The day when I got married to Fairy Wuyou, it seemed to be a similar situation.
Long Zu is not afraid of monsters or ghosts, nor is he afraid of power, but having said that, he is a little afraid of this kind of situation...
He pressed his back against the door, held his breath, and did not dare to make a sound.
"You've come in, why are you still standing there? Come here and help me lift my hijab." A very familiar voice rang.
Long Zu was overjoyed and thought that the sound was wishful.
He took three steps at a time, rushed over, lifted his hijab, and saw Ruyi's shy face.